Take My Hand || Jinson

A Painful Story No One Wants To Hear

Usually in life our best and most precious chapter is our childhood. Not having to worry about anything because that was the adults job, having an invisible shield from the negativity in the world. All the discrimination and bad things staying hidden in the shadows until you reach your late teens. But for Jaebeom this was all very different and of course this wasn't his fault he just happened to born with this 'fate'

Since he was born his parents had grown a strong hatred for the younger. To his parents he was a burden, a mistake even, an object they wanted no part in taking care of. If it were between a stray dog and Jaebeom living in the house, the dog will be of first option. Jaebeom's parents don't give him the required amount of anything for a growing male so of course he was severely underweight, they didn't take care of him, if Jaebeom got sick he was told to suck it up and clean the house before his parents got home.

Things got worse as he got older, his mum and dad started coming home and drinking. Ordering Jaebeom to do things he never wanted to do of course his parents were never conscious enough to realise what they were doing to the poor male. The seventeen year old male nearly eighteen felt as if he had gone to hell and came back to earth to suffer. Through out the years Jaebeom would often go a week without eating. His parents did allow him to go to school but only up until grade six because his parents thought he just need to know the basics.

Jaebeom had no friends, so he had no one to run to when he was abused or used under his parents "care". His mother often sold his body to her friends for an hour at a time not caring how they used the boy and of course Jaebeom had to endure it or his punishments would get worse.

Of course along with abusing and neglecting the poor child came consequences on the parents behalf, although at the time they didn't care. They soon found out what those consequences were after one rough night.

One of the younger's "clients" (as they were called) wanted to experiment a bit and it made Jaebeom uncomfortable so of course he spoke and this is where everything had gone downhill. After her hour was up she had left the house but not before making the male's behavior known to his mother. That was the fifth time he had misbehaved and she had gotten sick of it. She started yelling and beating her son with her own bare hands, Jaebeom's blood now covered her hand. the seventeen year old male now unconscious

Not a second later there was a knock at the front door, Thinking it was the boy's next client she left him in the state he was in only to find out that it was the worst idea she had ever had. 

Both parents were escorted out of the house with handcuffs around their wrists while Jaebeom was transported immediately to the closest hospital. Thanks to one of the nosy neighbors who had just happen to look out her kitchen window as Jaebeom's mother had began to beat him.

As a result of everything that happened in his childhood up until this point in life Jaebeom had ended up developing anger problems from keeping all his rage bottled up for such a long time as well as having also developed PTSD (Post traumatic stress disorder) which in turn did in fact destroy his life. He ended up at JYP health institute as a way to deal with his PTSD and anger issues.

He soon received a letter from his parents;

Dear spoilt brat who we had to care for.....

We are so glad that finally we don't have to care for you. Although we are in jail  we couldn't be happier to be apart from you. We hope you rot where ever you are staying now and we never have to hear from you.

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This of course broke his heart, but then again he didn't have one at this point. He was shown around the Institute and shown to his room. Finding out that he would be sharing the room with another male....

This unknown male wore a blank expression and just sat on his bed. Jaebeom had overlooked the male, the males knee bleeding from a scratch that could have been caused by tripping over. "Doesn't that hurt" Jaebeom questioned surprised the male just sat there and looked as if he didn't mind the crimson liquid that dripped down his leg. The other male just looked at Jaebeom and said in the most straight forward way possible.

"How would you know if something hurt if you had never been able to tell from the start. Sometimes I wish I was able to tell if I was hurt because I would like to know just for once in my life." The unnamed male said. He then laid his head on the pillow provided and stared at the ceiling.

'Weird' Jaebeom thought as he began to unpack and settle in to the institute himself.